Seeing all the security around the floor, Alisha had an inkling that the person was someone very important and it gave her an ominous feeling in the heart. "Why did you bring me here? I swear I didn't do anything. Let me go please."
"Just stop talking and keep walking. You will know when you meet the boss." The leader yanked her roughly by her sleeve to continue walking.
Alisha almost stumbled on her feet before she balanced herself. She knew there was no point in arguing with these people as they were just the underlings who might not even know the purpose of her abduction, so she decided to stay quiet. It was only she noticed that out of all the goons, only one more followed their boss and the rest had stayed back outside only.
They walked to the end of the long and eerily quiet corridor, where the goons that had brought her to the hospital stopped, outside a white wooden gate. Two men who looked like bodyguards were posted outside the door like statues that didn't budge at all.
One of the men stepped forward after seeing Alisha. "Who is she?" he asked the leader of the goons.
"The boss had asked us to bring her here. Her name is Alisha."
"Wait here till I come back." The guard nodded and then stepped aside to make a call. He was probably checking on Alisha's arrival. After he hung up he went to call a female bodyguard who came back with a handheld security scanner in her hand. She took Alisha to a side and then ran the scanner all over Alisha's body twice before checking her body from over her clothes.
Only after the female bodyguard was satisfied that Alisha had no harmful possession, she brought her back to the white door. "She is clean to go."
The two bodyguards who Alisha thought never laughed nodded their heads and then one of them turned around to knock on the door.
Just after five seconds, the door was unlocked from the inside and a man dressed as a housekeeper to a rich man like they showed in movies, appeared in front of them. The leader of the goons stepped forward and spoke up, "Here is the girl that the boss asked to bring to him."
The housekeeper scanned Alisha from head to toe before bowing to her. He then gave a polite smile to greet her. "Alisha is it?"
Alisha nodded her head in affirmation.
Welcome Miss Alisha, the Master has been looking forward to meeting you. I am his housekeeper Albert, please come in."
'He has a housekeeper too, and that too in uniform? No wonder he gets all his work done on gunpoint' Alisha thought to herself. She had only seen such things in movies or had read about it in movies, but she had never encountered it in real life, so it intrigued her. However, it grew her fascination to see the boss guy but not that she had forgotten to smack some sense into him.
Alisha smiled back in return to the housekeeper and murmured a "thank you" as she bobbed her head. Her little gesture surprised the housekeeper a bit. Having been working for the elites all his life, it was very rare for those people to be polite towards people like him much less respond to their greetings. The utmost they did was to nod their heads in response. Therefore the old housekeeper has somewhat forgotten this feeling of being greeted back with so much warmth.
The housekeeper smiled enthusiastically and escorted her inside the room while the rest of the bunch stayed back outside.
She felt very surprised to see the interior of the room because she was expecting it to be like any other hospital ward, but to her surprise, it was a well-furnished suite that screamed of luxury from every corner of it. 'Does this hospital provide hotel services too?'
The housekeeper took her to a man who was sitting on a leather couch and talking to someone on the phone. Alisha could only see his back and thought that he must be the boss guy everyone was talking about.
Hearing the sounds of the footstep, the man turned around. He was a British man in his early fifties with wrinkles that had started forming on his face. He saw the girl being escorted by the housekeeper and then hung up. He stood up and stepped forward to scan her with his blue eyes before turning to the housekeeper. "Is she the girl?"
"Yes, she is." The housekeeper affirmed.
'Is HE the boss guy?' Alisha felt a bit disappointed seeing the man as she had expected to see some devilishly handsome, haughty and a super-rich guy in a fancy suit, but to her dismay, he turned out to be some middle-aged and not so good looking man with greying hair and a short frame.
Well, the poor thing was not to be blamed. In her mind, she had set the bar too high after seeing such tight security through which not even a bird would be able to sneak in, and a person to be able to afford such high security and so many people to work for him couldn't be just anyone. Her brain that had evolved reading hopeless romantic novels about rich CEOs for the majority of her teenage, couldn't expect anything less.
"Miss Alisha please come this way, the boss is waiting for you inside." He said in his proper English accent and only then did Alisha realize that he was probably one of the other subordinates of this boss guy.